The president's pet daughter

Song Mingzhe went upstairs in silence, and when he was about to reach Ling Zhaozhao's office, he saw a figure walking in.

Yun Qian timidly knocked on Ling Zhaozhao's door, and after hearing the affirmative answer from inside, Yun Qian regained his composure before walking in.

"Mr. Ling, this is the document that the vice president asked me to send to you. Please take a look at it."

Yun Qian placed the neatly packed documents in front of Ling Zhaozhao, and also marked the order according to their importance.

Ling Zhaozhao knew very well that Xiaoyong should deliver these documents in person, but some people are probably busy coaxing women now, so they let others do it for them.

Ling Zhaozhao nodded, opened the top document, glanced at it, and signed it neatly.

Yun Qian stood beside Ling Zhaozhao, looked at Ling Zhaozhao's perfect profile, and poured her a glass of juice in silence.

"I heard that Boss Ling likes to drink this. If Boss Ling comes next time, I will ask someone to prepare a few pots and wait."

Yun Qian said with a low eyebrow and pleasing to the eye, not forgetting to put aside the signed documents by Ling Zhaozhao.

Ling Zhaozhao didn't pay attention for a while, and the back of his hand accidentally touched Yun Qian's fingertips.

Ling Zhaozhao kept a distance from Yun Qian calmly.

"No need, I have many places to avoid during my pregnancy. I can't drink too much of these things. I don't come here often, so don't prepare them for me."

Ling Zhaozhao said calmly after signing the last document.

She doesn't like to have too much contact with others, not to mention that Yunqian had a lot of places to stand just now, why did she get so close to her?

For a moment, Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help feeling that this person was a bit abrupt and reckless.

Yun Qian seemed to have sensed the change in Ling Zhaozhao's mood, so he quickly changed his words.

"It was because I didn't think carefully and accidentally offended Mr. Ling. It's because the vice president often said in front of us that we should pay more attention to Mr. Ling's affairs, so I thought so."

When Ling Zhaozhao heard Yun Qian's words, he remembered that Xiaoyong's temperament really liked to talk about her in everything, so he couldn't help but relax a little.

"I don't mean to blame you, you go about your own business."

Considering that Yun Qian had just joined the job not long ago, Ling Zhaozhao spoke in a soft tone as much as possible.

Yun Qian sorted out the documents slowly, as if hesitating.

Just when he was about to speak, Song Mingzhe opened the door and walked in.

"You came."

Sitting in the office all morning, Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help feeling a little sore and backache. When he saw Song Mingzhe, his lips curled up unconsciously.

Seeing Ling Zhaozhao's bright eyes, Song Mingzhe smiled a little.

"It's time to pick you up for dinner."

Ling Zhaozhao glanced at the time, it was indeed time to eat.

"Yun Qian, this is my husband, Mingzhe, he is Xiaoyong's new assistant."

Ling Zhaozhao seemed to have remembered something, and introduced them to each other.

Yun Qian and Song Mingzhe looked at each other, and there was an uneasy atmosphere in the air.

Song Mingzhe remembered what Bai Mengyue said when he was downstairs, and couldn't help but look Yun Qian up and down.

He was indeed pretty, but he wasn't Ling Zhaozhao's assistant, so what's the point of staying by Ling Zhaozhao's side?

As for Yun Qian, he was overwhelmed by Song Mingzhe's powerful aura.

He had long heard that Ling Zhaozhao's husband was a tycoon in the industry, and had seen a photo of the two of them together on the Internet.

But real people are far more imposing than they look in photos.

Yun Qian couldn't help swallowing timidly.

"If you're short of assistants, I'll ask Rong Yuan to pick some good ones for you another day, so that others won't think you're short of people around you."

Song Mingzhe said calmly, walked to Ling Zhaozhao's side lightly, and put his arms around her shoulders.

Another day, let Rong Yuan choose a few talented people who are not outstanding in appearance, so as not to make him feel uneasy.

He calmly helped Ling Zhaozhao knead the back of his shoulders, making Ling Zhaozhao squint his eyes comfortably.

"It's nothing, it's just that Xiaoyong is a little busy and doesn't have time to send these documents, so Yun Qian sent them over."

Ling Zhaozhao raised his eyes to look at Song Mingzhe, and it seemed that Song Mingzhe was the only one who frowns and smiles.

Looking at the tacit interaction between the two couples in front of him, Yun Qian couldn't help but feel that he was a super big light bulb and spoke in a low voice.

"Mr. Ling, Mr. Song, I have nothing to do, so I'll leave first."

"Okay, let Xiaoyong call me in the afternoon, I have to talk to him about the terms of a document just now."

Ling Zhaozhao rubbed the bridge of his nose and ordered.

I don't know if it's because she hasn't worked for a long time, or because her physical fitness is too poor during pregnancy, she feels very tired after just staying here all morning.

Yun Qian responded, and then walked out of Ling Zhaozhao's office very quickly.

When the door of the office was closed, a gleam flashed across Yun Qian's eyes.

Song Mingzhe looked at Yun Qian's back, a little thoughtful.

"I don't know what delicious food Mama Qin will make today. I want to eat crayfish recently."

Ling Zhaozhao stretched comfortably, fantasizing about today's recipe.

Qin's mother is really good at cooking. Under Qin's feeding, Ling Zhaozhao felt that he had gained a lot of weight during this time.

"She should have finished everything, and you can eat it when you go back."

Song Mingzhe's eyes reflected Ling Zhaozhao's figure, and said dotingly.

Ling Zhaozhao has been talking about crayfish for several days, and Qin's mother has always been fond of her. Maybe she has already made several pots for her to eat when she goes home.

"Then let's go home quickly, I can't wait."

Ling Zhaozhao supported Song Mingzhe's arm and stood up, looking impatient.

Song Mingzhe looked at Ling Zhaozhao's little greedy cat, let out a chuckle, carefully supported her waist and walked out.

When he got to the elevator, he ran into Xiaoyong who was about to get off work.

"Sister Ling, brother-in-law, what a coincidence."

Xiaoyong greeted with a smile.

Song Mingzhe saw Xiaoyong, narrowed his eyes slightly, and put his hand on his shoulder.

"Long time no see, how are you doing recently?"

Song Mingzhe slightly tightened his strength on Xiaoyong's shoulders, and Xiaoyong grinned in pain.

"Very good...very good, thank you brother-in-law for your concern."

Xiaoyong looked at Song Mingzhe with a bad expression, fearing that he would make Song Mingzhe wear small shoes if he cried out in pain, so he could only bear all this silently.

Seeing Xiaoyong's appearance, Song Mingzhe nodded and withdrew his hand.

"Work hard, don't let irrelevant people disturb Zhao Zhao's work, the benefits will naturally be indispensable to you."

Xiaoyong had a lot of meaning in hearing Song Mingzhe's words, but he was a little unpredictable for a while, so he could only respond first.

After Ling Zhaozhao and Song Mingzhe walked into the elevator, Xiaoyong dared to mutter in place.

"I don't know why, did someone provoke him? Who dares to provoke him..."